Grandma went into the hospital, all of my aunts cried as soon as they
heard the news. I was a little shaken up, because my grandma told me
before that she didn't want surgery, she just wanted pain killer and
then die slowly.

But saying it before it happened and knowing something has happened is
2 different things. When I told her there's a tumor in there, and that
she's too weak and anemic to go home that night, it occurred to her
that she is in pretty serious condition, and if she doesn't have
surgery, she will die from it. She looked at me wide eyed, I could
tell that she's not ready to be separated from us that soon yet.